Liang Dong was still cooking, but the waiter quickly served the first dish.

Shredded potato shreds are made by Chinese people, but whether they can make them delicious is still a test of their skill. For Gao Yang, Liang Dong's made them look very good.

Gao Yang was very satisfied with the fried pork with green peppers, Mapo tofu, and he was very satisfied with the food, especially Liang Dong personally brought a plate of shredded pork with fish. After he tasted it for two bites, Gao Yang had already made a decision.

At all costs, you must take down Liang Dong.

Gao Yang was very satisfied. He raised his head and looked at Liang Dong and said seriously: "Well, can you make pot buns and meat?"

Liang Dong laughed, and then he said casually: "Yes, and he's very good at it."

Gao Yang slapped his hand and said sincerely: "That's great!"

Why did Gao Yang ask this? He asked for his father-in-law.

Grolev's favorite is pot bun meat, which is greasy and sweet. Since Gao Yang took him to eat Chinese food several times, Grolev has fallen deeply in love with this dish. Moreover, pot bun meat is not only Grolev's favorite, but also Natalia and Yelena's favorite. According to Cui Bo, the Russians are just that promising.

Gao Yang twisted his neck, then said with anticipation: "Then, you must have made braised pork and stewed pork ribs, right?"

Liang Dong said with a little confusion: "This, it would be a bit bad if a chef could not do this, right?"

Gao Yang patted his hand again, then smiled and said, "It's very good, are you good at barbecue? For example, roasting lamb and chicken or something?"

Liang Dong smiled and said, "It's good at it. This thing is very simple. It can be roasted after marinating the meat."

Gao Yang was itchy. He was leading a team with a very complex source. It was not enough to satisfy the stomachs of Chinese people. He had to think about those brothers with very complicated tastes, so he said with anticipation: "Can you know that simple Western food? For example, fried fish and chips, pasta, for example, roasting a pizza or something."

Liang Dong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "What you said is Western food. This..."

Gao Yang said with some disappointment: "No, oh, this is normal."

"I'm not good at it."

After saying that, Liang Dong shrugged and said with regret: "I learned Western food after retirement, but I couldn't do it well. After all, I haven't put in too much effort. But don't say I really know how to pizza and pasta. Because I have worked in a buffet restaurant, but if you want me to compare with foreigners who specialize in these things, it will definitely not work."

Gao Yang exhaled a long sigh, slapped his hand, pointed at Liang Dong and said, "Okay, it's you."

Liang Dong said inexplicably: "What does it mean?"

Chen Tiangui smiled and said, "Xiao Gao likes you. He wants to invite you to be a chef. You two have a good chat. Let me tell you that Xiao Gao is a big business. It's time for you to get rich!"

Liang Dong frowned and whispered: "Please be the chef?"

Gao Yang nodded repeatedly, and then he said in a deep voice: "That's right. Please be the chef, well, you're the chef."

Liang Dong thought for a while, then looked at Gao Yang and said, "Where are you going?"

Gao Yang wiped his hands, and then said with a serious look on his face: "I can't say where to go, because I run all over the world, but what I want you to do is cook, well. It's the same responsibilities as when you were in the army."

Liang Dong nodded, then he looked at Gao Yang with a smile and said, "It doesn't matter where you go. I'll just ask, is it legal?"

Gao Yang was stunned for a moment. Then he decided to avoid this question. Then he stretched out a palm and said in a deep voice: "I will give you an annual salary of one million dollars, and you will pay first."

Chen Tiangui almost didn't fall off his chair. He runs a hotel, and the hotel is not small, but he can't earn $500,000 a year.

Just kidding, the annual salary is one million US dollars, and only a few people in the United States can get it.

Once the killer weapon with an annual salary of one million is used, it will be unfavorable. Gao Yang has never failed, but this time, the situation seems a bit different.

Liang Dong hesitated for a moment, but it was really just a moment, and he didn't even have five seconds left. He said with a serious look on his face: "I just ask one question, is it legal?"

Is mercenaries legal? Of course it is illegal. Gao Yang suddenly felt a headache because he found that he seemed to have encountered a slander again.

It’s not that if you have been a soldier, you will become a saint, but after being a soldier for a long time, some people will become slandered. Gao Yang is worried that he will meet such a person.

Gao Yang coughed lightly. He didn't want to lie, nor could he lie. He asked Liang Dong to be a mercenary and would be a comrade-in-arms who would live and die in the future. He could not use deception methods, whether it was good or malicious. In short, he would never use fraud and coercion to pull people into the gang.

Gao Yang rubbed his forehead with some headache and said with a wry smile: "We are not bad people, and we will not do anything that harms China. I know you care about this."

As a traitor, Gao Yang said something he would never say, and the distinction between good people or bad people, now he thinks this is meaningless.

Liang Dong said calmly: "Some people are good people, but what they do is illegal. Some people are engaged in legitimate professions and have glorious identities. However, they are very bad. There are quite a lot of both kinds of people, so it doesn't make sense to say that they are good people or bad people. I still say the same thing, is this job legal?"

Chen Tiangui swallowed. After he had been struggling for a long time, he finally said to Liang Dong as if he had made up his mind: "At least you can hear what you are doing. If you have an annual salary of one million, I'd better give you the money first. As long as it's not about letting you die, I will definitely do it if I ask me!"

Gao Yang shook his head, and he decided not to say what kind of job it was.

Gao Yang felt that he could not speak out to Liang Dong. This person was too principled or too backbone. When he said that he could not ask Liang Dong what he was doing for a million-dollar salary, Gao Yang decided to give up. It was a taboo to talk about it in a simple way. He met a person who was scheming, or a person with principled and firm beliefs to keep his principles. Such a person is respectable, but he certainly could not say everything, so he would at least not say that he was a mercenary.

Gao Yang smiled, then he stretched out a finger and shouted: "After tax, annual salary of 100,000 yuan, go to our company's canteen to be a chef, guaranteed to be legal, do you do it?"

Liang Dong laughed, picked up the wine glass and said to Gao Yang, "Do it, thanks to Boss Gao's respect, the annual salary after tax is 100,000, which is a high income! Can I get 50,000 yuan after tax or my uncle take care of me? I, a chef, get 100,000 yuan annual salary, but I don't want to do it if I am stupid. Come on, Boss Gao, I'll give you a cup."

Listening to Liang Dong's words, Gao Yang felt that he was not the kind of special person, so he felt some hope in his heart and whispered: "Don't you want to hear what a job with an annual salary of one million is for?" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!